There is an enemy in every heart,
Shattering the love within.
There is war in every word,
Spoken from the ovens of the heart.
There is a song on every lip,
Drying up unsung in the din.
There is pain in every gain,
Testing futures in furnaces of the past.
There is hope in every tomb,
Raising fruits in barren wombs.
There is a muse in every man,
Musing poems in endless circles.
Todays best new poem was written by Andrew Aondosoo Labe.
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